Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990–2000): Season 8, Episode 3 - Forgive and Forget - full transcript

Brandon, talk to
me. It's okay, baby.

We're at the hospital now.

Everything's gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay.

Tell me what you've got.
Gunshot to the abdomen.

Blood pressure's 80
over palp. Pulse is 120.

She's in shock. Let's
get her to Trauma One.

Do you have allergies?
No, she doesn't.

Are you taking any
medications? No, she isn't.

You have to let us work here.

Do you have any past
medical problems? Please!



Brandon, don't leave
me. I want a pulse ox

and a monitor. Brandon! Brandon!

W need a second IV, a hematocrit

and get her blood
typed and crossed.

Cardiologist.

On three. Ready.

One, two, three.

Hey, is she gonna be okay?

I-I told them that she
doesn't have any allergies.

That's right, isn't it? I...

Oh, my God.

Pulse ox is 88% and corrolating.

Spun crit is 30.

Let's hang two units O negative.



Call the OR. Tell
them we're coming up

for an exploratory laparotomy,

and I want an orthopedist
standing by. Let's go!

How is she?

She's in very serious condition.

She's gonna be okay, isn't she?

A surgeon has been called in,

and as soon as he's finished,

I'm sure he'll come
and talk to you.

Excuse me,

I'm Detective Woods, LAPD.

I'd like to ask you
all a few questions.

We're a little
preoccupied right now.

Can we deal with this later?

No, we can't.

Not if you want
to catch the chump

who did this.

Come on.

I'll expense the coffee.

Code D in four.

She would never hurt anyone.

She's the kindest
person that I know.

You said you got a good
look at the car, right?

We'd just gotten
back from Hawaii.

We celebrated
her birthday there.

You'd said it was a two-door.

Four-door.
Definitely a four-door.

Can you describe the passengers?

Three white kids.

Uh, two with black hair.

One blond.

Their age?

Mid-20s.

There were two of them.

They were tall and thin.

Hispanic, maybe.

And how many shots were fired?

Two. One.

Well, actually the truth is,

after the first shot, I really
don't remember too much.

And the shooter?

Short and stocky.

A teenager, I'd say.

18, probably.

19 tops.

Did you get any kind
of look at his face?

Dark eyes. Almost black.

Narrow, crooked nose.

Thin lips, small teeth.

Hispanic?

No, white.

Early 20s.

Wearing jeans and
a dirty blue T-shirt.

Five-nine, probably 160.

You know it was
pretty dark out there.

You sure of your description?

Absolutely.

Anything else?

Yeah.

You put him in front of me,

I'll kill him.

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Dr. Seaver to OR 2.

Dr. Seaver to OR 2.

Uh... uh...

Dr. Elliot Schwartz to OR 4.

Dr. Elliot Schwartz to OR 4.

Where is she?

Where's my baby?
Jackie, she's...

she's still in surgery.
How could this happen?

Could somebody please tell
me how this could happen?

You're here with Miss Taylor?

Yes, I'm her mother.

How is she?

The operation went well.

Bullet fragments
punctured your daughter's

small intestine in two places.

I cut out the damaged sections

and stitched together
the injury free portions.

So she's okay?

A bullet fragment also
lodged in Kelly's thigh,

severing an artery.

That was also reattached.

What's the bottom line, Doc?

She should be fine.

Great.

When can we see her?

She's sedated and
should sleep until morning.

You've all had a long night.

I suggest you go home
and get some rest.

You can see her tomorrow.
There's some paperwork

for you to fill out.
I'll walk you over

to Admitting. Okay.

Come on, man,

I'll give you a ride.
Ah, that's all right,

I think I'm gonna stay here.

No, come on. Doctor's orders.

Maybe we should all stay.

No, no, you guys
go ahead. I'll be fine.

Sure?

Yeah, yeah, positive.

Bran, will you call
us with any news?

I sure will.

All right, man.

See you, guys. Bye.

Can you give me
a lift to the marina?

Yeah, definitely.

Hey.

Kid's got colic,
wife's got the flu,

and I got a waitress that quits
the week before school starts.

Thank God it's
almost closing time.

You haven't heard?

What, about your
Hawaiian visit? Happily, no.

A news report from paradise
I don't need right now.

Oh, man, am I
psyched to see you.

And you would be?

Jack Hooper, KEG rush chairman,

feebly following your
gargantuan footsteps.

Yeah, look, now's not a
good time all right, man?

Check it out, see,

me and the guys got a couple
pledges over there, right?

Not now. I'm sorry.

Come on, man, just give
me two minutes, all right?

They're leaning
toward to Sigma Chi.

I said no.

Yeah, well, thanks for nothing.

Some alumni rep you are.

So, uh, what didn't I hear?

Kelly was shot.

What? Is she all right?

Yeah, she's gonna be fine.

I just stopped by to the Peach
Pit After Dark, but it's locked.

I wanted to get a drink.
Do you have the keys?

Yeah. Wh-What happened?

I mean did they
get the son of a...

Just... can I have the keys?

Sure. Side door. Thanks.

All right, my man,

I knew you wouldn't
leave me hanging like that.

You know Moe,
Larry and Curly, right?

And this is Charlotte Campbell.

C.U.'s answer to Michael Jordan.

Right, so, these

are the lowly worms who
need to know how joining KEG

is gonna change their lives.

KEG's not gonna
change your lives

one bit, boys.

Nice.

Real inspirational.

But if you care to taste a drink

that's gonna make
your eyes burn,

your tongue hang out
and your memory fade,

then follow me.

Otherwise, have a nice life.

What?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I guess, um, part of me

just expects to open the door,

find Kelly standing
there on the other side.

Come here.

Life is so fragile.

It's things like this
that make you realize

how much we take
for granted, you know.

Yeah.

So, I noticed that you left
your suitcase in the car.

Donna, we
discussed this already.

And I promised to tell
my parents about us.

I will.

Well, I'm not moving
in until you do.

We're here. Pull over.

Well, I thought you wanted
to look out over the city.

I do.

Well, the turnout's up there.

Uh, the house we're
going in is right there.

Nice.

Of course, I prefer New
England Colonial style myself.

You know, white with
black shutters, snow falling.

Your basic currier and ives.

So, whose house is this anyways?

I have no idea.

Okay.

All right, come on,
we're gonna get caught.

Maybe.

Okay, you've had your fun.

Look, we're gonna get
arrested for trespassing.

It seems peaceful, doesn't it?

You know, you read
about people getting shot,

but you never think it's
gonna be somebody you know.

The City of Angels.

What a joke, huh?

Are you one?

Hardly.

That's good.

So why are we doing this?

Because we're not supposed to.

I talked to the detective
about what happened.

He said you tried
to protect her.

I mean, I...

I confronted them,

one of them, and...

and then they drove away.

I mean, I heard
the car drive away,

and then I heard it turn around

and then all of a sudden,

the window came down

and he started firing.

He didn't even slow down.

Have you told Erin yet?

How do you explain something
like this to a six-year-old?

Mel's waiting for my call.

Did you hear the good news?

You're gonna be okay.

Kel, I am so sorry.

If I hadn't been so stupid

and stood up to those guys...

none of this would be
happening right now.

Hi.

Hi.

How are you feeling?

Mm...

I don't know yet.

Am I gonna be all right?

The doctor expects
a complete recovery.

I guess we should
tell the nurses

they have a patient
to take care of.

No.

No, not yet.

I just want to be
alone with you.

You'll tell Kelly why I
can't come by, right?

Yeah, as soon as I
get to the hospital.

She probably shouldn't
have too many visitors

this morning anyway.

David, she's gonna understand.

The After Dark's
reopening tonight.

You have to get
things taken care of.

I'm gonna stop
by this afternoon.

Well, just take your time.

Tonight's a big night.

You want it to be a success.

Who is that?

Oh... Mom!

What a surprise.

Jackie called me.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Well, I mean fine, considering

what happened. It
must have been awful.

It was.

I mean, awful.

Poor thing.

I wish you'd come to
the house last night.

To think of you here all by
yourself after what happened...

I just can't imagine.

I'm sure you can't.

Mom, can you excuse
me for a second?

Okay, my mom's here.

Oh, really?

Tell her I'll be right out.

Well, that's not funny.

Donna, relax.

Come on, what's the worst
thing that could happen?

Oh, uh, I could burn in hell.

Okay, what's the second
worse thing that could happen?

Donna, I thought you said you
were gonna come clean today.

Yeah, I did, and I will,

but not with you hiding
here in my bedroom.

So will you please just
go hide in my closet?

I don't want to hide anywhere.

Please!

No, not unless you
promise to tell her.

Sweetheart?

Donna, I know you're upset,

but, honey, you don't
have to hide it from me.

Huh? What? Oh, no.

I'm, I'm not
hiding anything. I...

was just grabbing some clothes.

Donna, I know you.

It feels like you're
holding something back.

You're right.

Um... I am.

And mom, it's, uh...

It's something that's
gonna upset you.

I...

got fired from my job in Hawaii.

Oh, honey.

He was average.

Five-nine, a hundred and fifty

pounds, a hundred
and fifty-five.

He had, um... dark
eyes and this really...

thin, evil smile.

Brandon, we're putting
together a lineup.

I want you to come down,
see if you can ID the guy.

Yeah, sure, just give me
a minute here, will you?

Yeah, I'll be outside.

Oh, you know,

I went to Intensive Care first.

They told me that
they had to kick you out.

I'm glad you're doing better.

Thanks.

Did good.

You okay with this?

I just couldn't face him.

I'm looking forward to it.

I'll see you, baby.

Before you guys go,

would you mind getting
your blood typed?

The head nurse says
that Kelly's AB negative

which is very rare.

And they don't have a supply,
so if there's an emergency...

Yeah, no problem.

Ah, still in bed?

Gosh, you'd think you'd
been shot or something.

Looks like you took a few
shots yourself, big man.

Yeah, baker's dozen or so.

Flaming, of course.

And I am still standing.

Barely.

Could you stand taking Erin

to her soccer practice
this afternoon?

She loved being
with you last week.

20 screaming six-year-olds?

Okay. Why not?

We were really
worried about you, Kelly.

What do you mean the
corporate account's overdrawn?

I know I haven't made
any deposits lately

but I haven't made
any withdrawals either.

The club has been closed.

Four kegs, three in the back,

one under the
bar already tapped.

Thanks.

Okay, there's, there's
gotta be some mistake.

I'm sorry, is there
something else?

Boss says the delivery is COD.

Let me call you back.

16th street, Food
and Liquor, right?

Last I checked.

See, I don't understand.

My account has never
been cash on delivery.

Boss says you're late
on some payments.

What is this, National
Dump On The Little Guy Day?

You know, the least you
could've done was leave a note

saying, "Had a great time.

Will call."

I had a great time.

Toss me that sheet?

Sheet?

The line, the rope.

Tie it up. I'll be right over.

All right!

♪ 'Cause when the blues come

♪ In the morning ♪

♪ Oh, they hang
around all day... ♪

You going somewhere?

Going back to
Hawaii or something?

Just a little toot
around the harbor.

Want to come?

You know, people
say I'm reckless,

but you definitely
take the prize.

That's why you should
stay away from me.

So you're doing me a favor now?

It's on the refrigerator door.

What?

The note I left you.

Well, what'd it say?

See ya.

Look, a terrible thing
happened last night.

We were looking for comfort.

And, uh, things went too far.

You know, you can
be honest with me.

Is there somebody else?

I like you.

I want you to come for a ride.

No, thanks.

You've already taken me for one.

Come on.

Ow!

If that little halfback
shoves him again,

I'm gonna take her out myself.

Go left! Go left!

No, go right! Go right!

Carly, why don't you
take it down a notch.

Keep the energy,
just quieter, please.

Like the fiery yet smooth
tequila you downed last night?

Do we know each other this well?

Sure.

I mean, after all,
you did get me fired.

You smell nice.

Yeah, well, you look like hell.

I didn't get any
sleep last night.

Oh, let me guess.

Uh, legs up to here.

Brainpower down to...
well, you know where.

You see her across
a crowded bar...

A sports bar, of course...

And she's standing
in front of the TV,

so you figure, "Ha,
what the heck?"

Two birds with one drink, right?

So you pull her aside,

clearing the screen
for better viewing.

You pretend to
listen to her life story,

all the while keeping
your eye on...

the score.

So, did you?

You are so wrong.

Uh-huh. What was her name?

Kelly.

Took you a little while
to get it, but you got it.

That-that's pretty good.

She's one of my oldest friends.

Hmm.

This random freak
thing happened.

Couple of guys
trying to steal a car.

She got shot.

If this is a lie,
I'll rip you in half.

I wish it were.

She just got out
of Intensive Care.

I feel like an idiot.

Why didn't you tell me before?

I was trying to.

But I wouldn't shut up.

Look, about that job...

I know a place
that's looking to hire.

I think you'll
really like it there.

That's really nice of you,
but you really don't have to.

I want to.

Hi.

Hi.

I promised myself I
wasn't going to do this.

I, uh... I saw your
mom in the hallway.

She said you're doing good.

I am, silly, so there's
no reason to cry.

Come in here.

I'm just happy to see you.

Me, too.

Oh, my purse.

Yeah, no one, uh...

no one picked it up last night.

So I grabbed it, and I
got your makeup case,

a few magazines for you.

News from the outside.

I'm so tired of
talking about myself.

Sit down. Tell me
something about you.

Well, my mom
completely freaked out

when I told her I
got fired in Hawaii.

No surprise.

Go on.

My dad immediately lined
up another interview for me.

Some patient of his
that's a fashion designer.

He calls her "real hip".

No, he didn't.

Oh, he's so cute.

Oh, please.

His idea of real hip is
designer sweat suits.

And on the home front?

I had a chance to tell my mom

about David and me
moving in together,

and I couldn't.

You know what?

This...

is my key to the
beach apartment.

I want you to give
it to David, okay?

Well, David's not going to
move in until I talk to my parents.

Then talk to them.

Donna, last night,

when we were walking to the
car, I told Brandon I loved him.

Then I got shot, and all I

could think about when I
was lying there in his arms

was how happy I
was that I told him.

And I'm lying there
and I'm bleeding,

and I think I'm dying,

and even though he's
heard me say "I love you"

probably a thousand times,

all I can think

is how happy I am that I
told him one more time.

We think we can wait on things.

Even important things.

We can't.

Number one, step forward.

Turn to the side.

That's him: number four.

You sure?

Positive.

Put number four in lockup

and release all the others.

Thank you very
much for coming down.

If we need anything
else, we'll be in touch.

Brandon, you did your job.

Now let us do ours.

Okay.

I love you, too.

Bye.

Brandon made a
positive identification.

Oh, that's great.
They're charging the guy

with attempted murder.

Hi.

Am I interrupting?

Mmm. Thank God.

Come in.

Oh, they're beautiful.

You... mm...

are looking much better.

Thank you.

Donna says you're very busy.

Thanks for coming.

Ah. FELICE: Yes, it sounds

like you have a lot going on.

Does it? DONNA:
You know, at the club,

with you reopening
it and everything.

And that's all you told them?

Is there more?

No, I guess not.

Well, I hear there's
a sale at Burnett's.

Mm. Bye, Mom.

May I look in on you later?

Yes.

Okay.

Good luck, David.

Dr. Martin and I wish you

great success. Thank you.

Bye.

Bye.

I thought you
weren't going to push.

Well, excuse me. I'd like
to come out of the closet.

Look, it's my mother.

I'll tell her when I'm ready.

Uh, Donna, I...
No, you know what?

I'm sorry. We shouldn't
be doing this here.

You know where I stand.

I have to get to my interview.

Bye.

Bye.

Thanks.

Nat Bussichio, this
is Carly Reynolds.

Oh, hi. Nice to meet you. Hi.

Steve tells me you're
looking for a job.

That's right. If
you need any ref...

Can you start today? That's it?

I'm hired?

Well, if he vouches for you,

that's good enough for me.

Listen, let me get through
this rush, and then, uh,

we'll come back and
talk, okay? Great, yeah.

Okay. Thanks. Thank you.

Sure.

Well, what can I say?

How about yes? To a date.

Uh, Steve...

Well, as a fallback...

perhaps, ice cream!

I want chocolate!
I want strawberry!

Ah. You can have ice cream

as soon as you finish
your broccoli, okay?

And here I thought you
didn't know how to celebrate.

Ah... is that Brad Pitt?

Not even...

close... ah.

Very funny for a six-year-old.

Well, I'm very young at heart.

You know, I have to say,

I thought I had
you figured right off.

Most people do; then they see

that I'm a deep, richly
textured intellectual.

So, tell me, when
you're not getting people

fired and hired, what
exactly do you do?

Well, I just graduated from CU.

Mm. Define "just."

Three months ago.

But, in that time, I...
I've gotten involved

with some very interesting,
very cutting-edge things.

Uh, I'm a, um...

I'm, I'm, um...

Uh, I'm a sports agent.

And there's one of
my clients right now.

Excuse me.

So, how you feeling?

When I get feeling
back, I'll let you know.

Well, listen, there's
some big things going on

at the Peach Pit
After Dark tonight.

I can get you on the
guest list if you'd like.

Promise a little
hair of the dog?

Ah. Bullmastiff.

You know, I was just
thinking you're a junior now,

you're probably
thinking about the WNBA,

the Olympics,
about representation.

I've been thinking about
all that since junior high.

Well, when it comes time
for you to look for an agent,

keep me in mind, okay?

Thanks.

Miss Schulze?

Do you have any
idea how busy I am?

No, but I can come back.

We did $75 million last
year, a hundred million

this year and, according to
this projection, we're going to do

$125 million next year.

Towel.

Did my assistant show
you our catalogue?

Yes, while I was waiting.

Everything looks great.

Then you have terrible taste.

Excuse me?

Our clothes are hideous.

They're boxy, bland... boring!

I, um, I-I thought

you said you were doing well.

Apparently, hideous is in.

Oh.

Come on, cut the bull.

Tell me what you really think.

Okay, well, um,

the designs aren't, uh...

you know, um,
exactly what I would do.

In other words, you wouldn't
be caught dead wearing them.

Well, I wouldn't
take it that far.

I'd wear some of them.

You know, around the house or...

Well, not when I knew
anyone was coming over, but...

Well... congratulations.

You're way too
stylish to work here.

No, I'm not.

Please, I can do boxy.

I can do bland.

I can do whatever you need.

Of course you can,
but why would you?

Because I need a job.

Did I mention how busy I am?

Did I tell you that
making clothes

for the masses leaves me

exactly no time to
tend to my own needs?

Did I tell you that
my closet's in crisis?

I'm, uh, sorry. I think.

I need someone with
taste to buy my clothes.

Be my fashion eyes
and ears, so to speak.

Interested?

In working directly for you?

In being my personal shopper.

I-I... I don't know.

Is it yes or no?

Can I take it part-time

until something involving
design opens up?

It's a yes.

Good.

And a thank you.

Wow, the band sounds great.

It's too bad it's
not a bigger crowd.

I'm sure it'll pick up.

Yeah, I'm not worried.

It's okay, Ron.

Hi.

Enjoy the club, ladies.

I know this doesn't
sound very agent-like,

but you look great.

Oh, thanks.

And, uh, for the invite
and the free pass.

Place is really happening.

Yeah, it will be.

Just like you.

If you stick with me.

Oh, you just don't quit, do you?

Well, that's what's going
to make me a great agent.

Oh, Steve, I know you're
going through a tough time

with your friend
in the hospital,

and for you to think
of me like this...

Well, I just don't think I've
had the chance to properly

thank you.

Well... Carly! Hey!

How's it going?

Well, things are slow,
next door anyway.

Uh, Carly's a
waitress next door.

Charlotte's a client.

Potential client.

Tonight, I'm just
an honored guest.

Right.

Well, I should be getting back.

Hey, hey, what's wrong?

Please, I have to go.

You know about that thing you
asked me, you know, the date?

Well, the answer is no.

Operator, I've tried
her direct line twice.

I can't get an answer.
Could you try it for me?

Yeah, it's room 305.

Thanks.

She had a sudden
shortness of breath,

blacked out; X-rays
are on the way.

B.P. is 70 over palp.

Heart rate's 140,
she's desaturated

down to 80 percent.
She's got JVD.

Right side of her
heart's totally distended.

It's a pulmonary embolus.

She's post-op and if
we use a thrombolytic,

she'll bleed through her
wounds. Let's get her in surgery.

Now!

Hello.

Kel, is that you?

Who is this?

This is Kelly's boyfriend.

I brought her in last night.

Could you just tell her
it's Brandon on the phone?

Kelly's developed
a complication.

She's been taken up
into emergency surgery.

Wait a minute. What
are you talking about?

Listen, I can't talk right now.

You should just come down here.

A pulmonary embolus?

A blood clot that passed
through Kelly's heart

and lodged in her lungs.

But you got it out, right?

We restored blood
flow to her lungs.

So she'll be okay, right?

We were able to find a
donor with her blood type...

That's Noah.

Which should help a great deal.

But for a short time, Kelly's
brain was deprived of oxygen.

We won't know for sure

what damage, if any, she
suffered until she wakes up.

I'm sorry about this morning.

Peace offering.

Where did you find this?

Well, if you must know,

the hospital gift shop
was selling them.

It's beautiful.

Yeah, uh, David
went to the hospital

when Steve called with the news.

So I'm kind of
closing up for him.

You guys sure look
after each other.

You're lucky to have that.

What, and you don't?

I love your taste in music.

Yeah, growing up I
had these neighbors

who loved to play the blues.

You know, like Joe
Turner and Billie Holiday

and Muddy Waters.

I would lie in bed

and listen to the songs
with the windows open

over and over again.

There was a lot of
sadness at my house.

♪ ...ridin' on the night ♪

♪ But right here beside me ♪

♪ I've got it figured out ♪

♪ I knew when I first met you ♪

♪ You knew what
I was all about. ♪

I just can't stop thinking if
this had happened to you...

You were right...

in the apartment.

There was something
that I wasn't telling you.

David and I...

we, um...

Oh, sweetheart, whatever
it is, just, just say it.

We want to live together.

I see.

We've put a lot
of thought into it.

We both agree that it's time.

Obviously, he's pressuring you.

It's what I want.

Is he pressuring
you to have sex?

He doesn't have to.

We love each other.

I don't want to talk
about this. Mom...

I waited until I was in a
committed relationship.

I said I don't want
to talk about this.

But, Mom,

it was...

it was so loving.

So romantic.

It was perfect.

And I'm that proud
that I waited so long.

I don't feel any guilt.

I wish that you could
be happy for me.

I'm sure that you do.

Hey, any update?

No, nothing yet.

Hi.

Hey, um, will you walk with me?

Please?

Yeah.

So I talked to my mom.

You did?

Yeah. It didn't go so well.

Before we get into this...

I want you to know

I'm really proud
of you for doing it.

Thanks.

All right, give me
the blow by blow.

Okay, um...

I told her we wanted
to live together.

And she said?

Nothing... at least

not until I told her
we'd slept together.

You did? You didn't.

Wow.

Whew, I'm really glad
you had this conversation

in a hospital; did she check in?

David...

I'm sorry it went so badly.

Aren't you glad it's out in
the open, though? I mean...

David?

Tell me the truth.

Are we committed
to each other or not?

Donna...

Just tell me.

Of course we are.

Well then, the answer is "yes."

I am glad that it's
out in the open.

No more sneaking around.

No more secrets.

I picked up our
pictures from Hawaii.

Here we are on the beach.

This is the group shot
we took at the luau.

Ah, Steve's glow
in the dark sunburn.

And this is the model that
used him as a night-light.

This is the picture

that Donna took of the
two of us at the luau.

The "posterity shot."

Remember?

She threatened to
use it as an invitation

for the party she wants to throw

for our 50th
wedding anniversary.

I'm trying really...

really hard to be
strong here, Kel.

Losing you once was hard enough.

I don't know if I could
take it a second time.

You got to come back to me.

Kel?

Can I help you?

Yeah, it's, uh, it's Kelly.

I think she's waking up.

Kel?

Hi.

Boy, am I glad to see you.

How you doing?

Who are you?